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The Haughty Nibbler (Opinion)

Here We Go Again

Originally Posted February 15, 2015

Ah, the poor put-upon heads of the eternally indignant PC crowd sound forth their pious cries on social media once again.

This time the pseudo outrage is in response to Sean Penn’s remark on last night’s Oscar ceremony while announcing his pal Alejandro Inarritu’s film Birdman as winner in the Best Picture category. In case you missed it, after opening the envelope, but before announcing the winner, Penn asked, “Who gave this son of a bitch his green card?”

Predictably, social media was instantly flooded with accusations of “racism.” calling the remark an insult to all Mexicans and Latinos. Blah, Blah, Blah.

To anyone with an IQ above that of a titmouse, the comment was clearly a jest between friends. Inarritu himself called the remark “hilarious” and was clearly not offended. Simple logic would imply nothing racist about the statement. Nothing about it could be sensibly construed as an insult against Latinos.

For the mentally impaired, here is what Penn meant: Why would the government allow Inarritu to enter the country, when he clearly is a man of disreputable character? That’s it. No implications whatsoever that Penn was calling all Latinos sons of bitches. No suggestions that all green card-holders were sons of bitches. No racial slurs. Nothing. A simple joke between friends. Get it?

Of course not. The self-righteous never get it. They are utterly humorless and full of their own crap. One can imagine them sitting, smart phone in hand, in front of their televisions, monitoring every big event, waiting for that moment when they can spring into action and proclaim to all of social media what superior beings they are.

Political Correctness can be a good thing when it teaches us to respect differing cultures, races and sexual identities, but when taken to such absurd extremes it makes it impossible for humor to exist without fear of reprisal. It is cultural fascism, a way for pitiful souls with no lives to get the attention they so desperately crave.